Tuesday, March 29, 2011

What Have I Done???

In a COMPLETELY irrational fit of "I'm TOO FAT and need to do something about it!" I decided to get a haircut. A big one. And some highlights. Oh my goodness, what HAVE I DONE? Oh, please help. Anyone ever tried liposuction? How about brain removal?

Friday, March 25, 2011

Not the Cake I Wanted...

Whew. Another Pinewood Derby in the books. Not my very favorite activity, if you want to know the truth. But the cake auction was a success, and Isaac had a grand time, racing and racing until he didn't want to race anymore.

I bid (ha ha, I just typed "bit" instead of "bid," that would have been funny!!)...I digress... I BID on about ten different cakes because I wanted to be sure and win SOMETHING! After I slaved over my delicious Italian Cream Cake, I didn't want to go home empty handed. I even bid on my own cake, because that's the one I REALLY wanted. I didn't win my cake. But I won three others. Yes, you read that right. THREE others. Oh yeah.

My co-workers don't know it yet, but they're about to have a great day.

Here is my delicious cake.
Your life will never be the same
once you taste this bit of heaven.

Here's Isaac with his SUPER CUTE Pinewood Derby car.

He and the other Wolves got to do the Flag Ceremony.

My sweet little flag-bearer.
He was embarrassed, but I thought it was cute
when he tripped on the flag...

The first race.
As you can see, he won.
And he's excited!

You can tell that he's about to say,
"Oh YEAH! First place!!"

Waiting in line for another turn to race.

After the Cubs had all raced,
they opened up the track to anyone who wanted
a chance.
Brother Miner pulled out his car
from yesteryear,
donned his "racing goggles,"
and jumped right in there.
I LOVE Brother Miner!
(Notice the graphite fingers on the little fellow on the left!!)

The only real downer to the evening was that right in the middle of our awesome Pinewood Derby, BYU had to go and lose their dumb basketball game. Thank goodness we had all that cake to cheer us up!!

And now that the Derby is over, I can start thinking of ways to afford a PROM DRESS....

Thursday, March 24, 2011

A Sad Dog

Someone is very sad because there's a big mess in the backyard. The patio is being broken up and replaced, and there's a pile of concrete, and a muddy, rocky spot where the patio used to be.

Can you tell who's the sad one?

A Little Bit of This and That

Kate got asked to Prom last night. He put footprints from the front door, down the hall, down the stairs, across the family room, and into Kate's bedroom. He put a handful of Hershey's Kisses on each footprint, and at the end of the trail, where there were also Kisses all over the floor, a little sign read, "Now that I've 'kissed' the ground you walk on, will you go to PROM with me?"

I was singing "I Feel Pretty" (you know, West Side Story) while I was doing the dishes last night. I'm sure it sounded really, REALLY good, but when the doorbell rang, I realized that whoever was at the door had probably enjoyed a bit of my impromptu performance. I was embarrassed.

I stayed up really late last night fooling around on Google Earth. I was checking out a town in Taiwan where I have a friend on a mission, then I tought I might as well look around in Japan, and then I was in Dortmund, Germany looking for the Alter Benninghofer Strasse (but I couldn't find it because everything in Dortmund is called Alter Something-or-other, if you can believe that...). From there it was a logical hop, skip, and jump to Pakistan where I checked out K-2, which, oh man, you can kinda get a feel for, even on Google Earth. It was awesome. I visited the Eiffel Tower and Versailles, too, while I was at it. I found the U.S.S. Arizona Memorial in Pearl Harbor. Then of course I went to Kearney, MO. Too bad I couldn't spot the Mormon Missionaries...

When I went to bed last night my poor sleepy husband had sprawled himself over every available sleeping surface of our bed, and after a few gentle attempts to get him to consolidate himself, I went and slept in Isaac's bed. Isaac's bed is empty lately, because he has taken to sleeping, not only in Wade's bedroom, but right in Wade's bed. With Wade. All cuddled up.

Tonight I made a delicious dinner. Wade thanked Dad, who had been home for all of twenty minutes, for the great meal. Dennis said, "Don't thank me! Mom made dinner!" Wade was surprised. I guess he didn't know that I know how to make dinner.

Isaac and Dennis have made a Pinewood Derby car for Isaac. It is a red crayon and it is terribly, terribly darling. I will post a picture of it later. At the Pinewood Derby there will also be a cake auction, for which I am creating my famous Italian Cream Cake. I hope someone buys it, or I will feel bad. Actually, I take that back. If no one buys it, I will be more than happy to bring it home and eat it myself!

And there you have it. I little bit of this and a little bit of that.

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

In No Particular Order...

POST EDIT: Yes, these ARE in a particular order. (Thank you, Kate...) This one is FIRST. Always and forever.

Just had to get that out of my system!!

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Friday, March 4, 2011

Some Enchanted Evening...

You may see a dog, peeking through a hole in the fence...

Oh wait. That is not what I wanted to post about!
I wanted to post about an enchanted evening
when my beautiful daughter got all dressed up
and looked like a princess,
and went to the Sweetheart's Ball.

Isn't she lovely???

I think she looked absolutely stunning.
In fact, her cute date *gasped* when he saw her!
(He's a smart one!!)

Amazing hair.
And yes, that is ALL HERS.

And aren't they darling?!
I call him Mickey, even though that's not his name,
because I think he looks like Mickey Rooney.

OK, this is the NEXT DAY,
after she slept on it,
and wore it to church all day!
Serious hairspray.

I think this is as amazing as the updo itself!
(And rather crunchy....)

All brushed out and WAY too poofy for her taste,
but since I'm a child of the '80s,

Now, we went dress shopping together, and we picked out the perfect cute shoes, and I took her to get her hair done. And we had so much fun together. I did her nails and her makeup, and I fussed over her. I calmly answered the door when Mickey came to pick her up, and I smiled when he *gasped* at her radiant beauty. They humored me while I took some pictures, and then he helped her put on her pretty sweater, and we discussed curfew. Then he opened the door and took my girl out into the night. I smiled and waved, but when he offered her his arm, so sweet and gallant, I burst into tears. Quickly, I shut the door so they wouldn't see me, but Kate told me after she came home, that when he did that, she whispered, "I bet you just made my Mom cry!"

Does she know me, or what?

And I just wonder, how many more chances will I have to fuss over her like this?

Not enough. Not nearly enough.

Thursday, March 3, 2011

Savory Moment #5

You may have noticed a disturbing lack of Savory Moments lately. I certainly have. That's partly because I've been so busy that I don't even know which day it is. And it's partly because my head (and my heart) have been inside a little black raincloud. Actually, a whole thunderhead.


The clouds may or may not be parting, it's hard to tell sometimes. I know that I've had a headache for about three weeks, and today I didn't have one, so that's a really good sign. But today, it occurred to me that no matter how bad it gets, I'm going to be OK. I can do this.

And that, my friends, is a Savory Moment.

Wednesday, March 2, 2011